They hold a mask for the world, fingers steady, trembling underneath. Behind it, a quiet storm. Sometimes, alone, they lift it and wonder if the face beneath was ever theirs. Their Mask by Rae Sabine #arttherapistart #maskingart #arttherapist #neurodivergentart #queerart

Silver green leaves rest together, soft as velvet in my hands. When I touch them, their calm moves through me, and I find myself settling back into the ground. Velvet Leaves by Rae Sabine #arttherapistart #arttherapist #arttherapistlife #arttherapistsart #mindfulnessart #sensorygardenart

I am past gut full, the kind of tired that settles into bone and stays, Do not mistake me for spineless, I am spine full, ever fused, segments carrying what I can no longer swallow, a body shaped by pain, by the constant weight of a world that asks too much, I do not bend, ever steadfast, for a system never built for me. Self-Portrait, Bone Side Out by Rae Sabine #ankylosingspondylitis #arttherapistart #arttherapist #arttherapistlife #arttherapistsart

This is my Inside Outside Box. The outside reflects how I am often seen by others and includes words that can feel jarring and dysphoric to receive. It speaks to the infantilisation and femininity that are so often projected onto me. The inside reveals who I truly am, showing my love for art, nature, animal rights and more. These are the parts that are sometimes unseen unless someone takes the time to know me with care and curiosity. Inside/Outside Box by Rae Sabine #insideou

Have You Tried Exercising? They said it like a cure, as if sweat could straighten bone, as if willpower could uncoil pain. But this spine tells a different story, years of quiet wars beneath the skin, vertebrae and bones locking with time, a body learning the language of pain. I have tried everything, movement, stillness, surrender, and still it never leaves. This is not weakness or refusal, but the shape of endurance, the body’s quiet defiance, the art of staying alive. Poem

This collage is a protest against the expectation of passive peace in the face of oppression. Set against the bright lights of a stage, the figure turns away, refusing the performance of compliance. Their stance is quiet but unyielding, a refusal to play along with society’s demand for silence and submission. The cut-out words resist the pressure to “be all peace, love and mungbeans” when injustice is pressing down. It captures the tension between society’s demand for complia

The story of a spine bound by fire and time. A glimpse beneath the surface, vertebrae locking, inflammation rising. Where fusion and flame meet, the quiet war within Ankylosing spondylitis. Spinal Fusion by Rae Sabine #ankylosingspondylitis #arttherapistart #arttherapist #arttherapistlife #arttherapistsart

With all my heart, I thank Heather Barker from @heartwork_art_therapy for crafting this stunning artwork of me and my beloved Shōga cat! I absolutely adore her vibrant, imaginative style and how much I love we incredible work! Shōga, with his sensational snuggles every morning, holds a special place in my heart, making this piece even more precious to me. Shōga and Rae by @heartwork_art_therapy #arttherapistart #arttherapistartist #artstherapistart #arttherapistlife #artthera

Centuries have not softened the story written in bone. The spine and pelvis of a 6th-century skeleton, inspired by an image from the Ankylosing spondylitis Wikipedia page. This piece bears witness to how pain and endurance intertwine, leaving echoes of struggle long after life has ended. Ancient Fusion by Rae Sabine #ankylosingspondylitis #arttherapistart #arttherapist #arttherapistlife #arttherapistsart

A jade plant is woven within a vertebral column. A jade plant’s stems stiffen and harden into trunks as they grow, mirroring the fusion of vertebrae in ankylosing spondylitis. This piece was inspired by @unstrungstudios and reflects how painful the process of fusion can be, yet how it also exists in nature. Natural Fusion by Rae Sabine #ankylosingspondylitis #arttherapistart #arttherapist #arttherapistlife #arttherapistsart

“I explain my gender by saying I am happiest on the road when I’m not here or there, but in between, that yellow line coming down the...

I speak from the blue, calm, steady, like open sky. I bring what I know, offer it plainly, with the quiet clarity that feels like truth. But then, without warning, red erupts. It crashes through the centre, hot, loud, jagged, like I’ve lit a fuse I didn’t know was there, like my words, meant as sharing, have somehow become a weapon in someone else’s storm. I stand, blinking in the heat of it, singed by their fury, searching backwards through my steps what did I do? But this i

It doesn’t sound like much to someone who’s never felt it, one wrong word, a pronoun misplaced, like a pebble tossed into conversation. But it lands like stone. Suddenly the room is colder. The air shifts. My body stiffens. I smile to stay safe. I nod to keep things moving. Inside, I’m disappearing. It’s not just a slip. It’s an undoing, of self, of trust, of being real in front of you. This artwork is a personal response to the experience of being misgendered. The word “she”

This magic puffy painting is inspired by the visual language of normal maps, often used in digital design and 3D rendering. The raised,...

“Dear Rae, So lovely to hang with you in your lovely art space. Shōga is adorable! I’m excited fo many more conversations and to hear...

I have been reflecting a lot lately on when Mashu first came into my life. I was 21 and she was so small she fit into the palm of my...

“Art therapy works well with mindfulness because being engaged in creative endeavors helps the individual focus on the artwork, which...

“Digital is not here to put an end to anything. Rather it is here to expand all things, to combine and to make more things attainable....

“Self-compassion is key because when we're able to be gentle with ourselves in the midst of shame, we're more likely to reach out,...

“I think there’s an artist hidden at the bottom of every single one of us.” - Bob Ross Artwork by Rae Sabine #ArtTherapistArt #ArtTherapy...